Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Yankee Stadium

Watching the Yankees play on T.V. today made me think of my visit to Yankee Stadium. It had always been a dream of mine to go there and catch a ball game. I never made it in time to visit the old Yankee Stadium but I was lucky enough to see new Yankee Stadium in it's inaugural year less than a month after the Yankees won the World Series. I will never forget that day and how excited I was. Just walking through the gates I could feel a sense of nostalgia. You could just feel the history and tradition surrounding you. I know I asked a lot of questions and I am sure by the end our tour guide was happy to get rid of me, but what's the sense of going to see something if you're not going to absorb everything you can from it. It is hard to say that one part of the tour sticks out more than any other. Sitting in the dugout and getting the clay from the field on my Crocs made me feel for a brief second like I was in the show. Monument park was everything I had ever heard about it. Walking around and seeing the plaques of all the great players that I never had the fortune to see play in my time. But that doesn't take away from them being legends. But the one thing that I will always remember most is taking this picture. Babe Ruth's autographed baseball. I remember looking so hard to find it and when I did feeling proud of myself. Like so many other little kids growing up I always wanted to be Babe Ruth. He was and is still my favourite player of all time. And to see his autograph on that baseball, knowing that he once held it in his hands. He left his mark on it for every generation to see. For that split second I felt like he was standing there right in front of me.

"Heros get remembered, but legends never die."

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